THE COQUILLE TALLEY 8 EN TIN BL, COQUILLB, OREGON, FRIDAY. JULY H. 1934.
OUT-OF-DOORS STUFF
By Lane Lsnsve
Can you imagine a nice dish of live
yellow jackets, stingers sad all ? How
yrould you like to try a few for your
dinner? They would without doubt
prove a very hot dinner to a human
being. But if there is anything a
bear is more fond of than honey, why,
it is more honey.
And he doesn’t
hesitate about cramming a gob of
honey in his mouth that is plastered
over with bees. The comb of the yel
low jackets’ nest ie eaten greedily and
any yellow jacket that gets in the
way goes the same route. Anta are
another favorite diet of old bruin. He
delights in digging them out of their
nests in both the ground and hollow
logs and beneath the bark of logs. He
thinks nothing at all of having a few
thousand ante running up and down
hiu nose and taking a few hundred
bites at him. It has been stated that a
bear’s nose is the most tender spot
about him. If thst is really the case
he must be one real tough guy aM
over. 'When he is robbing a nest of
yellow jackets, or honey bees, thej
almost engulf his -entire head. He
merely slaps them off his nose and
goes ahead with the feast. Hot stuff!
. During the past month, James G
Linek, of Williamsport, Pa., spent
two weeks with me and during that
time we covered many of the best fish
ing streams of southwestern Oregon,
including the famous Smith river, in
Douglas county. Many good catcher
were made in spite of the lateness of
the season. The gentleman from the
east was rather an exception to the
rule, as far as anglers coming from
other points to our state to fish are
concerned. He proved himself to be
an expert fly and bait caster, readilj
caught on to the various tricks of
our western trout and it was not long
before my guest was causing me tc
call upon every trick at my command
to keep pace with him in netting in
the lage ones.
The exchangeoi
friendly banter; Jim’s oft-repeated
shout, “You’ll never land that fellow;’'
when I hooked onto a big one; the
light of our campfire reaching Ion?
flngera into the shadows beneath the
big trees; the sound of a splashing
trout; all will go down in memory and
many time« in the future will be
looked back upon with untold pleas
ure. Yes, that tall easterner, Jamer
Linck, whom 1 met by ehance upon
an Oregon beach three years ago and
whose acquaintance wa* renewed by
a special visit to me, is now numbered
Ai the ranks of my pals of the trails
and streams and the only regret 1
have is the fact that Jim and I did not
meet sooner. A friendship formed is
one of the true treasures of life and
whan a friend is found who speaks a
’s own language, whose likes and within them and upon the very rocks
Ims are similar, whose ayes • of the stream.« uopn which the squaw
glimpse the same beauty of a sunset
and hear the same music in the laugh
ter of a brook, why, it is like discov-
ing a gold mine.
The upper stretches of Smith river
is, no doubt, the leant fished stream
in southwestern Oregon, due to the
condition of the roads leading to it
While the 47 miles of road leading to
the river from the main highway
cannot be classed as bad, it cannot be
called good either, owing to the fact
that some twelve miles of the road
winds over a high mountain. The road
is narrow and has more pronounced
turns than a corkscrew. <t is a dirt
road and the two hazards of traveling
■t are meeting cars and being caught
.n a rain. As is usually the ease, the
farther the road leads, the rougher it
becomes. But the sight of the rush
ing trout stream over boulder stream
canyons and of the long dark pools
where the fighting warriors lurk be
neath the shadows of overhanging
ledges, well repays a fisherman for a
journey to Smith river.
I have spoken often in the past as
to how the wilderness is gradually
fading; how civilisation is taking toll
and advancing step by step and how
it is almost impossible to find a place
entirely free from habitation of any
kind and where one may commune
alone with nature.
This fact was
brought forcibly to me during our
Smith river trip. At the end of the
forty seven mile drive, in that remote
region a telephone line stretches forth
into the far jungles. Forestry service
signs adorn the trunks of tree«, home
steaders cabins nestle upon the hill
sides where the cougar is still wont to
tread the trails. And believe it or
not, there in that wilderness at the
very end of civilisation’« rough road,
a radio blared forth and three bathing
beauties sported about in a likely-
looking trout pool.
Oh, wilderness,
where art thou?
But it is true that it is hard to find
a epot any more where only the Red
Gods of the forest reign. Tioga, Smith
river. Sixes, Elk, The Dutchman,
Twelve Mile, the forks of Cow creek,
Old Baldy, Calf Ranch, Salmon moun
tain and a hundred and one other
former isolated spots have been con
quered by advancing civilisation. The
game trail changed to a forestry trail
and then converted to a read.
The
very trails that game animals once
trod and which were seldom marked
by the footprints of a hunting shoe
or the foot of a burro, have been
converted into roads over which fast
automobiles hum Into the once beauty
spots of nature. Men garbed in golf
panto “rough it” within a few feet
of their parked ears,' er even sleep
sat and bathed her dark skinned off-
string, today a modern beauty of civ
ilisation stands, poised for a dive—
an alluring picture it is true, but
somehow seemingly out of place in a
wilderness retreat.
, The sound of the klaxon ia rapidly
replacing the cry of the cougar and
the voice of the coyote. Hob-nailed
boots are fast obliterating the tracks
of jungle creatures. Old trails are
fading into the background as modern
roads take their place. Nature’s
beauty spots are being gradually rub
bed out. The vary glamor of the fast
disappearing wilderness, is fading.
Today there is no such thing as vir
gin trout waters and virgin hunting
territories. The time is not far dis
tant when a man will pause, his fish
ing rod in his hand and ponder the
question, “where can I go to catch a
fish?” Fact of the matter, a lot of
’em are pondering this very question
today.
It does not take a great deal of
imagination to read the handwriting
upon the wall, to take a peek into the
future and glimpse the picture that
«rill be presented to the outdporsman
in the future years; highways every
where; roads winding into the most
remote corners of the wilderness;
modem dwellings upon the banks of
famed trout streams; small farms and
dwellings upon choice hunting grounds
of the jungles and our remaining tim
bered hills denuded of the tall trees
that adorn them today.
Thousands
and thousands of new hunters and
anglers joining the ranks of the pres
ent ones in mad pursuit of the few
forest creatures and fish that remain.
It is not a pleasant picture to contem
plate but there is no dodging the is
sue—it’s coming and coming too feet
While on Smith river I had the
good fortune to see a rather rare
sight—a big beaver swimming about
in a deep pool. Was also thrilled by
the sight of a huge cougar’s track up
on the sandy soil of a small creek
crossing the forestry service trail.
It has been my painful experience
upon several occasions to encounter
men connected with the Forestry Ser
vice who sought to convey the fact
that they owned the national forests
and quite a portion of the world in
general, ft was refreshing indeed to
meet Supt. Fenton Starr, of the E. C.
W. camp on the north fork of Smith
river, near Mapleton. This forester
was a man well met, courteous and
obliging to the extreme.
Clarence Tripp, also with the For
estry Service, of Elmira, Oregon,
proved himself to be a gentleman,
considerate of his feHowman,
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Lowers Have Easy Time
With Cottage Grove Team
Baaehits and runs were quite ap
parent in last Sunday’s ball game,
the Coquille Loggers hitting hard and
often to defeat the Cottage Grove
Caacadians, 18 to 5.
Glenn Murray, on the mound for
Coquille, pitched eight and two-thirda
innings before a severe pain in his
abdomen forced him to retire. His
start was somewhat shaky, Cottage
Grove reaching him for two scores in
the two opening frames, but after that
he chut them out until he was re
moved.
Marion Fischer pitched to
ne man in the eighth, and in the ninth
he had some trouble retiring the aide,
three runs crossing on three hits.
Two home runs were among the
hit-producing Mows in the big eev-
?nth, one by Otto Kolstad and the
other by Art Pul if ord.
Kolstad's
fourbagger eame with Bill Stewart
on first base, whifr-Art hit hie with
Moran and Thompson on the sacks.
Five other hits, all singles, were the
mediums, other than the Ruthton
swats, which provided the huge run
scoring episode. Lineups:
’»ulf'rd. If, ee
Fischer, 2b, 3b,
Stewart, «a, rf, lb
Kolstad, lb, rf
Murray, p
Woodyard, 3y,~ 2b
MarsdaffT^T
Moran, c
'Wood, rf
Th-mp«on, rf, sa,3b
Bailey, cf
2 110
Bart n, If
0 0 0 0
Fortier, e
0 0 0 1
— _
_
Total
42 18 19 27
Cottage Grove
B R H O
Knickerbocker, es, 1 4 1 2 2
Cox, 2b
5 0 12
Coehran, rf
4 10 2
Witcher, ef
4 0 14
Lunn, lb, p
5 0 2 7
'Ready, If, sa
3 12 0
Pillsbury, 8b
3 0 0 »
Minton, e
4 12 4
Miner, p. If
4 110
— — — ——
38 • 11 M
Total
1 1 H 1 H 1
Coquille
1
•
0
—
15
A
5
1
0
0
0
1
0
0
0
2
E
1
0
1
1
0
0
0
2 0
1 0
— —
11 8
’-48
«
Hite
2 1 3 1 3 0 7 « 0—19
Cottage Grove 1 1000000 3— 5
Hits
2 1 2 0 0 1 2 0 3—11
Summa ry—Ea med runs, Coquille
18, Cottage Grove 5; home runs, Kol-
stad. Pulford; three-base hit, Wood;
two-base hit, Murray, Woodyard, Pul
ford, Miner; sacrifice hit, Marsden;
stolen bases, Fulford 3, Stewart 3,
Woodyard 2; first base on errors, Cot
tage Grove 1, Coquille 1; wild pitch,
Miner; paused ball, Minton 2; first
base on balls, off Murray 3, off Fisch
er 2, off Miner 2, off Lunn 2; struck
out, by Murray 11, by Fincher 1, by
Miner 2; left on bases, Coquille 7.
Cottage Grove 9; losing pitcher. Min
er; time, 2 hours and 14 minutes; um
pires, Sturdivant and Gilbert.
UNDER THE BLEACHERS
(By Mark Seeley)
At Cottage Grove Sunday the Log
ger« will not have the eisy time they
did against the Oaacadiane last Sun
day. It should be known that three
regular« were mfesinng from the Cot
tage Grove lineup here in the flrat
game, but regard less the Lane county
club kept the date, not running cut
like Crescent City and Oakland did.
One of the players is Johnson, pitch
er, who hue been the Grovian« mound
mainstay. The other two are at
taches of a dude ranch near Cottage
Grove. The ranch is owned by J.
Farrell MoDonald, screen star, who
played the part of Knute Rockne in
“The Spirit of Notre Dame." Mar
ried to McDonald’s daughter ie Gar
rett
Arbelbide,
ex-Uhiversity
of
Southern California football star, and
former member of the Hollywood
Coast League teem. Arbelbide playa
third base and the manager of the
dude ranch performs In another posi
tion, and along with Johnson three
two will be in the battle for Cottage
Grove this Sunday.
Manager Fortier will «Va n u-e
Glenn Murray on the mound. Either
Art Fulford or Bob Thomjwon will lie
used in the inheld an third bssemsn.
Woodyard will be at Roseburg.
The Loggers return home on Aug
ust 5, meeting the Glendale Lumber
men, who were ouch pesky opponents
in two games earlier this season.
I wish to announce to all my friend«
nd clients ths* I am now settled in
iy office a* my residence. Office and
»idence are entirely separate and
part each from the other and all due
rivacy is afforded when in consulta-
on. You are invited to call and in-
met my new quartern.
•« J. J. Stanley.